Chapter 89 Little Bella

• Violet POV
• Dane was gently massaging my legs on his lap while I sipped the orange juice. We were sitting on the balcony, basking in the afternoon sun. It was one of those rare days when he came back early from work.
• The winter had descended with gentle snow. Snowflakes fell down, adorning the world in a pristine, soft quilt all over the ground. The naked trees stood like sentinels that were draped in glistening white robes.